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Don Toliver - Smoke Lyrics

Smoke Song Lyrics
Smoke by Don Toliver Smoke, smoke
Smoke, smoke

Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke

I run from the west with my heat
Finna call up my lil' freak
I know she be chargin' these niggas (Charge)
'Cause that lil' pussy not cheap (Yeah)
I just went and took off on 'em (Took off on 'em)
Ran off with bags and sheesh (Sheesh)
Next week it's all, all gone, I know you're proud of me
Draco two-tone, still locked in with the mo'
Nothin' but a whole bunch of hoes
Bustin' and grabbin' my roll (Bustin' it)
Poppin' it, poppin' it

Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke (Ooh, baby)
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke (Ooh, baby)
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke (Ooh, baby)
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke (Ooh, baby)
Ooh, baby
Ooh, baby

Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke (Ooh, baby)
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke (Ooh, baby)

Margelia shoes box I woke up and spent me a bag on designer
Chanel on her toes, Gucci her pussy, you know that I'm eyein' her
I called up my bro then he bring a few sticks, we runnin' the club up
Got a bad ass b**ch and she ridin' this dick, I just told her to giddy up
How could you hate when your figures low?
I just dropped ten and left in a Rolls
I was just bummy in overalls
Now I ain't f**kin' with none of y'all
It's only summer, wait for the fall
My aunt is watchin', how could I fall?
Now if I Jordan, I'm back home
Now if I Jordan, I'm back home

Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke (Ooh, baby)
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke (Ooh, baby)
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke (Ooh, baby)

Smoke, smoke, smoke
Smoke, smoke, smoke

Woah, come on
Okay, I just been rockin' these shows (Damn)
Rackies on me, I got a big load (Let's go)
Different time and I'm losing control (Let's go, woo)
Losing control (Woo)
Different time and I'm losing my focus (Yeah)
Niggas said they gotta be jokin', moshpit, leave the sh*t open (Yeah)
f**k that, they trippin', yeah
Amiri, Amiri my denim, yeah
Rockstar sh*t, but I came with some hitters
Nigga play that, gon' hit 'em

Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke (Yeah)
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke (Ooh, baby)